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Thu 23 Dec, 2004 08:02 am
Too many young girls left to fend on their own
Daddy's long gone and her mama's on the telephone
Before ya blink your eyes the girl's already grown
Searchin' for a path of her own, all alone
Fifteen year old on the streets havin' sex
Mama don't care for nothin' but the welfare check
Before ya know it she's joined a gang
Forgot how to speak English now she's talkin' in slang
Parents of America, cryin' in hysteria
Blamin' the fall of the future on the youth
But here's a little truth
Ain't nobody else to blame or pass the shame
Cause' that baby girl was yours to tame
Parenthood just ain't a game, it's ya claim to fame
And little girl don't you fret or lose sight of your worth
Cause the world was blessed on the day of your birth
God is forgiving, but the world is not
You gotta work hard to get to the top
And believe me, it ain't easy to beat the odds
You'll be alright if you live by God's laws
-bluskies713
Nice work, great flow. Is there music for this?
Never really thought about it. It'd be koo to hear my words in a song though, but unfortunately my talents don't lay in that area.
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